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"supporting    each    MAN'    ON    THE    TOP    OF    THE    TIDE 


THE    HUNTING 
OF    THE    SNARK 

in  (Jiqljt  fits 


BY 

LEWIS     CARROLL 

AUTHOR   OF   "ALICE'S   ADVEXTTTRES   IN   WONDEKLAKD  "  AND   "  THROrGH   THE 
LOOKING-GLASS  " 


WI TH    NINE    IL L  US T RAT  10 NjS 

BY 

HENRY     HOLIDAY 


THE     MACMILLAX     COMPANY 
1923 


Instribfb  to  a  hmx  d^ilb: 

in  mcmorg  of  qolku  summer  Ijonrs 

anb  fo^ispcrs  of  a  snmmfr  sta. 


Girt  with  a  boyish  garb  for  boyish  task. 

Eager  she  wields  her  spade  :  yet  loves  as  well 
Rest  on  a  friendly  knee,  intent  to  ask 
The  tale  he  loves  to  tell. 


Rude  spirits  of  the  seething  outer  strife, 

Unmeet  to  read  her  pure  and  simple  spright, 
Deem,  if  you  list,  such  hours  a  waste  of  life, 
Empty  of  all  delight  ! 


Chat  on,  sweet  Maid,  and  rescue  from  annoy 
Hearts  that  by  wiser  talk  are  unbeguiled. 
Ah,  happy  he  who  owns  that  tenderest  joy, 
The  heart-love  of  a  child  ! 


Away,  fond  thoughts,  and  vex  my  soul  no  more  ! 

Work  claims  my  wakeful  nights,  my  busy  days-' 
Albeit  bright  memories  of  that  sunlit  shore 
Yet  haunt  my  dreaming  gaze  1 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK, 

an  Hgon)5  m  (Pigf)t  Jfits. 
PREFACE. 


If — and  the  thing  is  wildly  possible — the  charge  of 
writing  nonsense  were  ever  brought  against  the  author  of 
this  brief  but  instructive  poem,  it  would  be  based,  I  feel 
convinced,  on  the  line  (in  p.  144) 

"Then  the  bowsprit  got  mixed  with  the  rudder  sometimes  ;  " 

In  view  of  this  painful  possibility,  I  will  not  (as  I  might) 
appeal  indignantly  to  my  other  writings  as  a  proof  that  I 
am  incapable  of  such  a  deed  :  I  will  not  (as  I  might)  point 
to  the  strong  moral  purpose  of  this  poem  itself,  to  the 
arithmetical  principles  so  cautiously  inculcated  in  it,  or  to 
its  noble  teachings  in  Natural  History — I  will  take  the 
more  prosaic  course  of  simply  explaining  how  it  happened. 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK.  6 

The  Bellman,  who  was  almost  morbidly  sensitive  about 
appearances,  used  to  have  the  bowsprit  unshipped  once  or 
twice  a  week  to  be  revarnished  ;  and  it  more  than  once 
happened,  when  the  time  came  for  replacing  it,  that  no  one 
on  board  could  remember  which  end  of  the  ship  it  belonged 
to.  They  knew  it  was  not  of  the  slightest  use  to  appeal  to 
the  Bellman  about  it — he  would  only  refer  to  his  Naval 
Code,  and  read  out  in  pathetic  tones  Admiralty  Instructions 
which  none  of  them  had  ever  been  able  to  understand — 
so  it  generally  ended  in  its  being  fastened  on,  anyhow, 
across  the  rudder.  The  helmsman  *  used  to  stand  by  with 
tears  in  his  eyes  :  he  knew  it  was  all  wrong,  but  alas  i  Rule 
42  q{  the  Code,  ''  N'o  one  shall  speak  to  the  Man  at  the 
Helm,''  had  been  completed  by  the  Bellman  himself  with 
the  words  "  and  the  j\Ian  at  the  Helm  shall  speak  to  no  one.'' 
So  remonstrance  was  impossible,  and  no  steering  could  be 
done  till  the  next  varnishing  day.  During  these  bewildering 
intervals  the  ship  usually  sailed  backwards. 

As  this  poem  is  to  some  extent  connected  with  the  lay  of 
the  Jabberwock,  let  me  ta^:e  this  opportunity  of  answering 
a  question  that  has  often  been  asked  me,  how  to  pronounce 
"slithy  toves."  The  "i"  in  '' slithy "  is  long,  as  in 
"writhe  "  ;  and  "  to\es  "  is  pronounced  so  as  to  rhyme  with 
"groves."  Again,  the  first  "o"  in  "borogoves"  is  pro- 
nounced like  the  "o"  in  "borrow."  I  have  heard  people 
try  to  give  it  the  sound  of  the  "o"  in  "worry."  Such  is 
Human  Perversity. 


*  This  office  was  usually  undertaken  by  the  Boots,  who  found  in  it 
a  refuge  from  the  Baker's  constant  complaints  rbout  the  insufficient 
blacking  of  his  three  pair  of  boots. 


PREFACE.  7 

This  also  seems  a  fitting  occasion  to  notice  the  other 
hard  words  in  that  poem.  Humpty-Dumpty's  theory,  of 
two  meanings  packed  into  one  word  hke  a  portmanteau, 
seems  to  me  the  right  explanation  for  all. 

For  instance,  take  the  two  words  "  fuming "  and 
"furious."  Make  up  your  mind  that  you  will  say  both 
words,  but  leave  it  unsettled  which  you  will  say  first.  Now 
open  your  mouth  and  speak.  If  your  thoughts  incline  ever 
so  little  towards  "fuming,"  you  will  say  "  fuming-furious "  ; 
if  they  turn,  by  even  a  hair's  breadth,  towards  ''furious," 
you  will  say  "  furious-fuming  "  ;  but  if  you  have  that  rarest 
of  gifts,  a  perfectly  balanced  mind,  you  will  say  "  frumious." 

Supposing  that,  when  Pistol  uttered  the  well-known 
words — 

"  Under  which  king,  Bezonian  ?     Speak  or  die  !  " 

Justice  Shallow  had  felt  certain  that  it  was  either  William  or 
Richard,  but  had  not  been  able  to  settle  which,  so  that  he 
could  not  possibly  say  either  name  before  the  other,  can  it 
be  doubted  that,  rather  than  die,  he  would  have  gasped  out 
"  Rilchiam  ! " 


]fit  tbe  firet 

THE  LANDING. 

"  Just  the  place  for'  a  Snark  !  "  the  Bellman  cried, 

As  he  landed  his  crew  with  care  ; 
Supporting  each  man  on  the  top  of   the  tide 

By  a  linger  entwined  in  his  hair. 

"  Just  the  place  lor  a  Snark  '  I  have  said  it  twice 
That  alone  should  encourage  the  crew. 

Just  the  place  for  a  Snark  !  I  have  said  it  thrice  -. 
What  I  tell  you  three  times  is  true. " 

The  crew  was  complete :    it  included  a  Boots — • 

A  maker  of   Bonnets  and  Hoods — 
A  Barrister,  brought  to  arrange  their  disputes — ■ 

And  a  Broker,   to  value  their  goods. 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK.  c 

A  Billiard-marker,  whose  skill  was  immense, 

Might  perhaps  have  won  more  than  his  share — 

But  a  Banker,  engaged  at  enormous  expense, 
Had  the  whole  of  their  cash  in  his  care. 

There  was  also  a    Beaver,   that   paced  on  the  deck, 

Or  would   sit  making  lace  in  the  bow : 
And  had  often   (the  Bellman  said)  saved  them  from   wreck 

Though  none  of  the  sailors  knew  how. 

There  was  one  who  was  famed  for  the  number  of  thing? 

He  forgot  when  he  entered  the  ship  : 
His  umbrella,  his   watch,   all  his  jewels  and   rings, 

And  the  clothes  he  had   bought   for  the  trip. 

He  had  forty-two  box.s,   all   carefully  packed, 

With  his   name  painted  clearly  on  each : 
But,   since  he  omitted   to   mention  the   fact, 

They  were  all  left  behind  on   the  beach. 

The  loss  of  his  clothes  hardly  mattered,   because 

He  had  seven  coats  on  when  he  came. 
With  three  pair  of  boots --but  the  worst  of  it  was, 

He  had  wholly  forgotten  his  name. 


HE    HAD    WH3LI-Y    FORGOTTEN    HIS    NAME 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK,  1 1 

He  would  answer  to  "  Hi !  "   or  to  any  loud  cry, 
Such  as   ''Fry  me!"   or   "Fritter  my  wig!" 

To   "  What-you-may-call-um  !  "   or   "  What-was-his-name  I  " 
But  especially   "  Thing-um-a  jig  !  " 

While,   for  those  who  preferred  a   more  forcible   word> 

He  had   different   names  from   these  : 
His  intimate  friends   called   him   "Candle-ends,'* 

And  his   enemies   "  Toasted-cheese. " 

"  His  form  is  ungainly — his  intellect  small — " 

(So  the  Bellman  would  often  remark) — 
"  But  his   courage  is  perfect !     And  that,  after  all, 

Is  the  thing  that  one  needs  with  a  Snark." 

He  would  joke  with  hyaenas,  returning  their  stare 

With  an  impudent  wag  of  the  head  : 
And  he  once  went  a  walk,  pa\v-in-paw,   with  a  bear, 

"Just  to  keep  up  its  spirits,"  he  said. 

He  came  as  a  Baker  :  but  owned,  when  too  late — 
And  it  drove  the   poor   Bellman  half-mad — 

He  could  only  bake  Bride-cake — for  which,   I   may  state, 
No  materials  were  to  be  had. 


THE  LANDING.  12 

The  last  of  the  crew  needs  especiaJ  remark, 

Tnough  he  looked  an  incredible  dunce : 
He  had  just  one  idea — but,  that  one  being  "Snark,'* 

'I'he  good  Bellman  engaged  him  at  once. 

He   came   as  a  Butcher:  but  gravely  declared, 
When  the  ship  had  been   sailing  a  week, 

Pie  could  o'^ly  kill  Beavers.     The  Bellman  looked  scared. 
And  was  almost  too  frightened  to  speak : 

But  at  length  he  explained,  in  a  tremulous  tone, 

IMiere  was  only  one  Beaver  on  board  ; 
And  that  was  a  tame  one  he  had  of  his  ovv;i. 

Whose  death  would  be  deeply  deplored. 

The  Beaver,  who  happened  to  hear  the  remark, 

Protested,  with  tears  in  its  eyes. 
That  not  even  the  rapture  of  hunting  the  Snark 

Could  atone  for  that  dismal  surprise  ! 

It  strongly  advised  that  the  Butcher  should  be 

Conveyed  in  a  separate  ship  : 
But  the  Bellman  declared  that  would  never  agree 

With  the  plans  he  had  made  for  the  trip ; 


THE  LANDING.  1 4 

Navigation  was  always  r.  difficult  art, 

Though  with  only  one  ship  and  one  bell  : 

And  he  feared  he  must  really  decline,  for  his  part, 
Undertaking  another  as  well. 

The  Beaver's  best  course  was,  no  doubt,  to  procure 

A  second-hand  dagger-proof  coat — 
So  the  Baker  advised  it — and  next,  to  insure 

Its  life  in  some  Office  of  note  : 

This  the  Banker  suggested,  and  offered  for  hire 

(On  moderate  terms),   or  for  sale. 
Two  excellent  Policies,  one  Against  Fire, 

And  one  Against  Damage  From   Hail. 

Yet  still,  ever  after  that  sorrowful  day, 

Whenever  the  Butcher  was  by, 
The  Beaver  kept  looking  the  opposite  way. 

And  appeared  unaccountably  shy. 


fit  the  Seconb, 

TBE  BELLMAN'S  SPEECH. 

The  Bellman  himself  they  all  praised  to  the  skies — 
Such  a  carriage,  such  ease  and  such  grace  ! 

Such  solemnity,  too  !     Ore  could  see  he  was  wise, 
The  moment  one  looked  in  his  face  ! 

He  had  bought  a  large  map  representmg  the  sea, 

Without  the  least  vestige  of  land  : 
And  the  crew  were  much  pleased  when  they  found  it  to  be 

A  map  they  could  all  understand. 

"  What's  the  good  of  Mercator's  North  Poles  and  Equators 

Tropics,  Zones,  and  Meridian  Lines'?" 
So  the  Bellman  would  cry :  and  the  crew  would  reply 

"  They  are  merely  conventional  signs  ! 


THE  BELLMAN'S  SPEECH.  j^ 


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THE  HLTNTING  OF  THE  SNARK,  ly 

"  Other  maps  are  such  shapes,  witli  their  islands  and  capes .' 
But  we've  got  our  -brave  Captain  to  thank  " 

(So  the  crew  would  protest)   "  that  he's  bought   its 
the  best — 
A  perfect  and  absolute  blank  !  " 

This  was  charming,  no  doubt  :  but  they  shortly  found  out 

That  the  Captain  they  trusted  so  well 
Had  only  one  notion  for  crossing  the  ocean, 

And  that  was  to  tingle  his  bell.  , 

He  was  thoughtful  and  grave — but  the  orders  he  gave 

Were  enough  to  bewilder  a  crew. 
When  he  cried  "  Steer  to  starboard,  but  keep  her 
head  larboard  '  " 

What  on  earth  was  the  helmsman  to  do? 

Then  the  bowsprit  got  mixed  with  the  rudder  sometimes 

A  thing,  as  the  Bellman  remarked, 
That  frequently  happens  in  tropical  climes, 

When  a  vessel  is,  so  to  speak,  ''  snarked.  " 

But  the  principal  failing  occurred  in  the  sailing, 
And  the  Bellman,  perplexed  and  distressed, 


THE  BELLMAN'S  SPEECH.  jg 

Said  he  had  hoped,  at  least,when  the  wind  blew  due  East, 
That  the  ship  would  7iot  travel  due  West  ! 

But  the  danger  was  past— they  had  landed  at  last, 
With  their  boxes,  portmanteaus,  and  bags  : 

Yet  at  first  sight  the  crew  were  not  pleased  with  the  view 
Which  consisted  of  chasms  and  crags. 

The  Bellman  perceived  that  their  spirits  were  low, 

And  repeated  in  musical  tone 
Some  jokes  he  had  kept  for  a  season  of  woe — 

But  the  crew  would  do  nothing  but  groan,- 

He  served  out  some  grog  with  a  liberal  hand, 

And  bade  them  sit  down  on  the  beach  : 
And  they  could  not  but  own  that   their  Captain 
looked  grand, 

As  he  stood  and  delivered  his  speecK 

'  Friends,  Romans,  and  countrymen,  lend  me  your  ears!" 
(They  were  all  of  them  fond  of  quotations  : 

So  they  drank  to  his  health,  and  they  gave  him  three  cheers, 
While  he  served  out  additional  rations). 

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THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK,  IQ 

"  We  have  sailed  many  months,  we  have  sailed  many  weeks, 
(Four  weeks  to  tlie  month  you  may  mark)^ 

But  never  as  yet  ('tis  your  Captain  who  speaks) 
Have  we  caught  the  least  glimpse  of  a  Snark  ' 

*  We  have  sailed  many  weeks,  we  have  sailed  many  days 

(Seven  days  to  the  week  I  allow), 
But  a  Snark,  on  the  which  we  might  lovingly  gaze, 

We  have  never  beheld  till  now  ! 

"  Come,  listen,  my  men,  while  I  tell  you  again 

The  five  unmistakable  marks 
By  which  you  may  know,  wheresoever  you  go, 

The  warranted  genuine  Snarks. 

'*  Let  us  take  them  in  order.     The  first  is  the  taste. 

Which  is  meagre  and  hollow,   but  crisp  : 
Like  a  coat  that  is  rather  too  tight  in  the  waict, 

With  a-  flavour  of  Will-o-the-wisp. 

"Its  habit  of  getting  up  late  you'll  agree 

That  it  carries  too  far,  when   I  say 
That  it  frequently  breakfasts  at  five-o'clock  tea, 

And  dines  on  the  following  day 


THE  BELLMAN'S  SPEECH.  20 

"The  third  is  its  slowness   in   taking  a  jest. 

Should  you  happen  to  venture  on  one, 
It  will  sigh  like  a  thing  that  is  deeply  distressed; 

And  it  always  looks  grave  at  a  pun. 

"  The  fourth  is  its  fondness  for  bathing-machines. 

Which  it  constantly  carries  about, 
And  believes  that  they  add  to  the  bjauty  of  scenes — 

A  sentiment  open  to  doubt. 

"The  fifth  is  ambition.     It  next  will  be  right 

To  describe  each  particular  batch  : 
Distinguishing  those  that  have  feathers,  and  bite, 

From  those  that  have  whiskers,  and  scratch. 

"  For,  although  common  Snarks  do  no  manner  of  harm, 

Yet  I  feel  it  my  duty  to  say 
Some  are  Boojums — "     The  Bellman  broke  off  in  alarm,  , 

For  the  Baker  had  fainted  away. 


fit   tbc   ^biib. 

THE  BAKER'S  TALE. 

Thfy  roused  him  with  muffins — they  roused  him  with  ice— 
They  roused  him  with  mustard  and  cress — • 

They  roused  him  with  jam  and  judicious  advice — • 
They  set  him  conundrums  to  guess. 

When  at  length  he  sat  up  and  was  able  to  speak, 

His  sad  story  he  oflfered  to  tell ; 
And  the  Bellman  cried   "  Silence  !  Not  even  a  shriek  !  " 

And  excitedly  tingled  his  bell 

There  was  silence  supreme  !  Not  a  shriek,  not  a  scream, 

Scarcely  even  a  howl  or  a  groan. 
As  the  man  they  called  "  Ho  ! "  told  his  story  of  woe 

In  an  antediluvian  tone. 


THE  BAKER'S   TALE.  22 

'*My  father  and  motlier  were  honest,  though  poor — " 
'■  S'dp  all  that  !  "  cried  the  Bellman  in  haste. 

'If  it  once  becomes  dark,  there's  no  chance  of  a  Snark — 
We  have  hardly   a  minute  to  Avaste  ! 

*•  I  skip  forty  years,"  said  the  Baker,  in  tears, 

"And  proceed  withojt  further  remark 
To  the  day  when  you  took  me  aboard  of  your  ship 

To  help  you  in  hunting  the  Snark. 

*'  A  dear  uncle  of  mine  (after  whom  I  was  named) 
Remarked,  when   I  bade  him  farewell — " 

"  Oh,  skip  your  dear  uncle  !  "  the   Bellman  exclaimed, 
As  he  angrily  tingled  his  bell. 

"  He  remarked  to  me  then,"  said  that  mildest  of  men, 
"  '  If  your  Snark  be   a   Snark,  that  is  right  : 

Fetch  it  home  by  all  means — you  may  serve  it  with  greens 
And  it's  handy  for  striking  a  light. 

"  '  You  may  seek  it  with  thimbles — and  seek  it  with  care 

You  may  hunt  it  with  forks  and  hope; 
You  may  threaten  its  life  with  a  railway-share  ; 

You  may  charm  it  with   smiles  and  soap — '  " 


THE  HUNTING  GF  THE  SNARK.  2}, 

("  That's  exactly  the  method,"  the   Relhnan   bold 

In  a  hasty  parenthesis  cried, 
"That's  exactly  the  way  I   have  always  been   told 

That  the  capture  of  Snarks  should  be  tried!") 

"  '  But  oh,  beamish  nephew,  beware  of  the  day, 

If  your  Snark   be  a  Roojum  !  For  then 
You  'vill  softly  and  suddenly  vanish  away, 

And  never  be  met  with  again  !  ' 

*'  It  is  this,  it  is  this  that  oppresses  my  soul. 
When  I  think  of  my  uncle's  last  words  : 

And  my  heart  is  like  nothing  so  much  as  a  bowl 
Brimming  over  with  quivering  curds  ! 

"  It  is  this,  it  is  this — "   "  We  have  had  that  before  1 

The  BeUman  indignantly  said. 
And  the  Baker  replied  "  Let  me  say  it  once  more. 

It  is  this,  it  is  this  that  I  dread  ! 

"  I  engage  with  the  Snark — every  night  after  dark— 

In  a  dreamy  delirious  fight : 
I  serve  it  with  greens  in  those  shadowy  scenes, 

And  I  use  it  for  striking  a  light : 


EL-T    OH.    BEAMISH    NEPHEW.    BEWARE   OF    THE    DAY  ' 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK. 

"  But  if  ever  I  meet  with  a  Boojum,  that  day, 
In  a  moment  (of  this  I  am  sure), 

I  shall  softly  and  suddenly  vanish  away — 
And  the  notion  I  cannot  endure  1 " 


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THE  HUNTING. 

The  Bellman  looked  uffish,  and  wrinkled  his  brow. 

'*  If  only  you'd  spoken  before  ! 
It's  excessively  awkward  to  mention  it  now, 

With  the  Snark,  so  to  speak,  at  the  door  1 

'•  We  should  all  of  us  grieve,  as  you  well  may  believej 

If  you   never  WTre  met  with  again — 
But  surely,  my  man,  when  the  voyage  began, 

You  might  have  suggested  it  then  ? 

"  It's  excessively  awkward  to  mention  it  now — 

As  I  think  I've  already  remarked." 
And  the  man  they  called  ''  Hi !  "  replied,  with  a  sigh; 

"  I  informed  you  the  day  we  embarked. 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK.  27 

"  You  may  charge  me  with  murder — or  want  of  sense — 

(We  are  all  of  us  weak  at  times)  : 
But  the  slightest  approach  to  a  false  pretence 

Was  never  among  my  crimes  1 

'*I  said  it  in  Hebrew — I  said  it  in  Dutch — 

I  said  it  in  German  and  Greek  : 
But  I  wholly  forgot  (and  it  vexes  me  much) 

That  English  is  what  you  speak  ! " 

"  'Tis  a  pitiful  tale, "  said  the  Bellman,  whose  face 

Had  grown  longer  at  every  word  : 
"But,  now  that  you've  stated  the  whole  of  your  case, 

More  debate  would  be  simply  absurd. 

"The  rest  of  my  speech"  ^he  explained  to  his  men) 
"  You  shall  hear  when  I've  leisure  to  speak  it. 

But  the  Snark  is  at  hand,  let  me  tell  you  again  ! 
'Tis  your  glorious  duty,  to  seek  it ! 

*'To  seek  it  with  thimbles,  to  seek  it  with  care; 

To  pursue  it  with  forks  and  hope; 
To  threaten  its  life  with  a  railway-share ; 

To  charm  it  with  smiles  and  soap  ! 


"to  pursue  it  v-ith  forks  and  hope 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNaRK,  2g 

"  For  the  Snark's  a  peculiar  creature,   that  won't 

Be  caught  in  a  commonplace  way. 
Do  all  that  you  know,  and  try  all  that  you  don't : 

Not  a  chance  must  be  wasted  to-day  ! 

*'  For  England  expects — I  forbear  to  proceed  : 

'Tis  a  maxim  tremendous,  but  trite  : 
And  you'd  best  be  unpacking  the  things  that  you  need 

To  rig  yourselves  out  for  the  fight." 

Then  the  Banker  endorsed  a  blank  cheque  (which 
he  crossed), 

And  changed  his  loose  silver  for  notes  : 
The  Baker  with  care  combed  his  whiskers  and  hair. 

And  shook  the  dust  out  of  his  coats  : 

The  Boots  and  the  Broker  were  sharpening  a  spade — 

Each  working  the  grindstone  in  turn  : 
But  the  Beaver  went  on  making  lace,  and  displayed 

No  interest  in  the  concern  : 

Though  the  Barrister  tried  to  appeal  to  its  pride, 
And  vainly  proceeded  to  cite 


THE  HUNTING.  30 

A  number  of  cases,  in  which  making  laces 
Had  been  proved  an  infringement  of  right.- 

T.ie  maker  of  Bonnets  ferociously  planned 

A  novel  arrangement  of  bows : 
While  the  Billiard-marker  with  quivering  hand 

Was  chalking  the  tip  of  his  nose. 

But    the    Butcher    turned    nervous,    and    dressed    himself 
fine, 

With  yellow  kid  gloves  and  a  ruff — 
Said  he  felt  it  exactly  like  going  to  dine, 

Which  the  Bellman  declared  was  all  "stuff." 

**  Introduce  me,  now  there's  a  good  fellow,"  he  said: 

"  If  we  happen  to  meet  it  together  !  " 
And  the  Bellman,  sagaciously  nodding  his  head. 

Said  *'That  must  depend  on  the  weather." 

The  Beaver  went  simply  galumphing  about, 

At  seeing  the  Butcher  so  shy  : 
And  even  the  Baker,  though  stupid  and  stout. 

Made  an  effort  to  wink  with  one  eye. 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK.  3 1 

Be  a  man  !  "  cried  the  Bellman  in  wrath,  as  he  heard 
The  Butcher  beginning  to  sob. 

Should  we  meet  with  a  Jubjab,  that  desperate  bird. 
We  shall  need  all  our  strength  for  the  job  ! " 


3fit   tbc  ffiftb. 

THE  BEAVER'S  LESSON. 

They  sought  it  with  thimbles,  tiiey  sought  it  with  care 

They  pursued  it  with  forks  and  hope  ; 
They  threatened  its  life  with  a  railway-share ; 

They  charmed  it  with  smiles  and  soap. 

Then  the  Butcher  contrived  an  ingenious  plan 

For  making  a  separate  sally  ; 
And  had  fixed  on  a  spot  unfrequented  by  man, 

A  dismal  and  desolate  valley. 

But  the  very  same  plan  to  the  Beaver  occurred; 

It  had  chosen  the  very  same  place  ; 
Yet  neither  betrayed,  by  a  sign  or  a  word. 

The  disgust  that  appeared  in  his  face. 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK,  33 

Each  thought  he  was  thinking  of  nothing  but  "  Snark  " 

And  the  glorious  work  of  the  day ; 
And  each  tried  to  pretend  that  he  did  not  remark 

That  the  other  was  going  that  way. 

But  the  valley  grew  narrow  and  narrower  still, 
And  the  evening  got  darker  and  colder, 

Till  (merely  from  nervousness,  not  from  good  will) 
They  marched  along  shoulder  to  shoulder. 

Then  a  scream,  shrill  and  high,  rent  the  shuddering  sky 
And  they  knew  that  some  d.mger  was  near  : 

The  Beaver  turned  pale  to  the  t'p  of  its  tail, 
And  even  the   Butcher  felt  queer. 

He  thought  of  his  childhood,  left  far  far  behind — 

That  blissful  and  innocent  state — 
The  sound  so  exactly  recalled  to  his  mind 

A  pencil  that  squeaks  on  a  slate  ! 

'"Tis  the  voice  of  the  Jubjub  !"  he  suddenly  cried. 

(This  man,  that  they  used  to  call  "  Dunce.") 
"As  the  Bellman  would  teil  you,''  he  added   with  pride, 

"  I  have  uttered  that  sentiment  once. 


THE  BE  A  VER'S  LESSON.  34 

"  'Tis  the  note  of  the  Jubjub  !     Keep  count,  I  entreat  . 

You  will  find  I  have  told  it  you  twice. 
'Tis  the  song  of  the  Jubjub  !  The  proof  is  complete.. 

If  only  I've  stated  it  thrice." 

The   Beaver  had  counted  with  scrupulous  care, 

Attending  to  every  word  : 

But  it  fairly  lost  heart,  and  outgrabe  in  despair, 

When  the  third  repetition  occurred. 

It  felt  that,  in  spite  of  all  possible  pains, 
It  had  somehow  contrived  to  lose  count, 

And  the  only  thing  now  was  to  rack  its  poor  brains 
By  reckoning  up  the  amount. 

"Two  added  to  one — if  that  could  but  be  done," 
It  said,  "with  one's  fingers  and  thumbs!" 

Recollecting  with  tears  how,  in  earlier  years, 
It  had  taken  no  pains  with  its  sums. 

"The  thing  can  be  done,"  said  the  Butcher,  "I  think 

The  thing  must  be  done,  I  am  sure. 
The  thing  shall  be  done  1     Bring  me  paper  and  ink. 

The  best  there  is  time  to  procure." 

Y 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNAKK  35 

The  Beaver  brought  paper,  portfolio,  pens, 

And  ink  in  unfailing  supplies  : 
While  strange  creepy  creatures  came  out  of  their  dens, 

And  watched  them  with  wondering  eyes. 

So  engrossed  was  the  Butcher,   he  heeded  them  not; 

As  he  wrote  with  a  pen  in  each  hand, 
And  explained  all  the  while   in   a  popular  style 

Which  the  Beaver  could  well  understand. 

"Taking  Three  as  the  subject  to  reason  about — • 

A  con\enient  number  to  state — ■ 
We  add   Se^en,   and  Ten,  and  then  multiply  out 

By  One  Thousand  diminished  by  Eight. 

"The  result  we  proceed  to  divide,   as  you  see, 
By  Nine   Hundred  and   Ninety   and  Two : 

Then  subtract  Seventeen,   and   the  answer  must  be 
Exactly  and  perfectly  true. 

''The  method  employed  I   would  gladly  explain, 

While  I  have  it  so  clear  in  my  head. 
If  I  had  but  the  time  and  you  had  but  the  brain — 

But  much  yet  remams   to  be  said. 


"the    UFAVFR    HROU^iHT    PAPER,    PORTFOLIO,    PEWS 


THE  HUNTING  GF  THE  SNARA.  17 

"  In  one  moment  I've  seen    vvb.at  has  hitherto  been 

Enveloped  in  absolute  mystery, 
And  witlioLit  extra  charge  I  will  give  you  at  large 

A  Lesson  in  Natural  History." 

In  his  genial  way  he  proceeded  to  say 

(Forgetting  all  laws  of  propriety, 
And   that  giving  instruction,   without  introduction. 

Would  have  caused  quite  a  thrill  in  Society), 

"  As  to  temper  the  Jubjub's  a  desperate  bird. 

Since  it  lives  in  perpetual  passion  : 
Its  taste  in  costume  is  entirely  absurd — 

It  is  ages  ahead  of  the  fashion  : 

*'  But  it  knows  any  friend  it  has  met  once  before : 

It  never  will  look  at  a  bribe  : 
And  in  charity-meetings  it  stands  at  the  door, 

And  collects — though  it  does  not  subscribe. 

**  Its  flavour  when  cooked  is  more  exquisite  far 

Than  mutton,  or  oysters,  or  eggs : 
(Some  think  it  keeps  best  in  an  ivory  jar, 

And  some,  in  mahogany  kegs;) 


THE  BE  A  VER'S  LESSOiY.  38 

'  You  boil  it  in  sawdust :  you  salt  it  in  glue : 

You  Condense  it  witii  locusts  and  tape: 
Still  keeping  one  principal  object  in  view — 

To  preserve  its  symmetrical  shape." 

The  Butcher  would  gladly  have  talked  till  next  day, 

But  he  felt  that  the   Lesson  must  end, 
And  he  wept  with  delight  in  attempting  to  say 

He  considered  the  Beaver  his  friend  : 

While  the  Beaver  confessed,  with  affectionate  looks 

More  eloquent  even  than  tears, 
It  had  learned  in  ten  minutes  far  more  than  all  books 

Would  have  taught  it  in  seventy  years. 

They  returned  hand-in-hand,  and  the  Bellman,  unmanned 

(For  a  moment)  with  noble  emotion, 
Said  "This  amply  repays  all  the  wearisome  days 

We  have  spent  on  the  billowy  ocean  ! " 

Such  friends,   as  the  Beaver  and  Butcher  became, 

Have  seldom  if  ever  been  known ; 
In  winter  or  summer,   'twas  always  the  same — 

You  could  never  meet  either  alone. 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK.  39 

And  when   quarrels  arose — as  one  frequently  finds 
Quarrels  will,  spite  of  every  endeavour — ■ 

The  song  of  the  Jubjub  recurred  to  their  minds, 
And  cemented  their  friendship  for  ever! 


fit  tbe   Siytb, 

THE  BARRISTEK'S  DREAM. 

They  sought  it  with  thimbles,   they  sought  it  with  care ; 

They  pursued  it  with  forks  and  hope  ; 
They  threatened  its  Ute  with  a  railway-share ; 

They  charmed  it  with  smiles  and  soap. 

But  the  Barrister,   weary  of  proving  in  vain 
That  the  Beaver's  lace-making  was  wrong, 

Fell  asleep,   and  in  dreams  saw  the  creature   quite  plain 
That  his  fancy  had  dwelt  on  so  long.  • 

He  dreamed  that  he  stood  in  a  shadowy  Court, 
Where  the  Snark,  with  a  glass  in  its  eye, 

Dressed  in  gown,   bands,  and  wig,  was  defending  a  pig 
On  the  charge  of  deserting  its  sty. 


THE  BARRISTER'S  DREAM.  42 

The  Witnesses  proved,  without  error  or  flaw, 

That  the  sty  was  deserted  when  fo'jnd : 
And  the  Judge  kept  explaining  the  state  of  the  law 

In  a  soft  under-current  of  sound. 

The  indictment  had  never  been  clearly  expressed, 
And  it  seemed  that   the  Snark  had  begun, 

And  had  s])oken  three  hours,  before  any  one  guessed 
AVhat  the  pig  was  supposed   to  have  done. 

The  Jury  had  each  formed   a  different  view 

(long  before  the  indictment  was  read), 
And  they  all  spoke  at  once,  so   that    none  of  them  knew 

One  word   that  the  others  had  said. 

''You  must  know— "said  the  Judge  :  but  the  Snark 
exclaimed   "  Fudge  ! 

That   statute  is  obsolete   quite  ! 
Let  me   tell  you,  my  friends,  tlie  whole  question  depends 

Cn  an  ancient  manorial  right. 

"  In  the  matter  of  Treason  the  pig  would  appear 
To  have  aided,  but  scarcely  abetted  ; 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK,  43 

While   the  charge  of  Insolvency  fails,  it  is  clear. 
If  you  grant  the  plea   'never  indebted' 

The  fact  of  Desertion  I  will  not  dispute  : 
But  its  guilt,  as  I  trust,  is  removed 
(So  far  as  relates  to  the  costs  of  this  suit) 
By  the  Alibi  which  has  been  proved. 

*' My  poor  chent's  fate  now  depends  on  your  votes." 
Here  the  speaker  sat  down  in   his  place, 

And  directed   the  Judge  to  refer  to  his  notes 
And  briefly  to  sum  up  the  case. 

But  the  Judge  said  he  never  had  summed  up  before  ; 

So  the  Snark  undertook  it  instead, 
And  summed  it  so  well  that  it  came  to  far  more 

Than  the   Witnesses  ever  had  said  1 

When  the  verdict  was  called  for,  the  Jury  declined. 

As  the  word  was  so  puzzling  to  spell ; 
But  they  ventured   to  hope  that  the  Snark  wouldn't 
mind 

Undertaldng  that  duty  as  well 


THE  BARRISTER'S  DREAM,  44 

So  the  Snark  found  the  verdict,  although,  as  it  owned, 

It  was  spent  with  the  toils  of  the   day : 
When  it  said  the  word  "  GUILTY  !  "  the  Jury  all  groaned 

And  some  of  them  fainted  away. 

Then  the  Snark  pronounced  sentence,  the  Judge 
being  quite 

Too  nen'ous  to  utter  a  word  : 
When  it  rose  to  its  feet,   there  was  silence  like  night. 

And  the  fall   of  a  pin  might  be  heard, 

*' Transportation  for  life"   was  the  sentence  it  gave, 

"And  then  to  be  fined  forty  pound." 
The  Jury  all  cheered,  though  the  Judge   said  he  feared 

That  the  phrase  was  not  legally  sound. 

But  their  wild  exultation  was  suddenly  checked 
When  the  jailer  informed  them,   with  tears, 

Such  a  sentence  would  have  not  the  slightest  effect, 
As  the  pig  had  been  dead  for  some  years. 

The  Judge  left  the  Court,  looking  deeply  disgusted: 
But  the  Snark,  though  a  little  aghast, 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK,  45 

As  the  lawyer  to  whom  the  defence  was  intrusted. 
Went  bellowing  on   to  the  last. 

Thus  the  Barrister  dreamed,  while  the   bellowing  seemed 

To  grow  every  moment   more  clear : 
Till  he  woke   tc   the  knell  of  a  furious  bell, 

Which  the  Bellman  rang  close  at  his  ear. 


]fit   tbc   Qcvcnth. 

THE  BANKER'S  FATE. 

They  sought  it  with  thimbles,  they  sought  it  with  care. 

They  pursued  it  with  forks  and  hope  ; 
They  threatened  its  Hfe  with  a  railway-share  ; 

They  charmed  it  with  smiles  and  soap. 

And  the  Banker,  inspired  with  a  courage  so  new 

It  was  matter  for  general  remark, 
Rushed  madly  ahead  and  was  lost  to  their  view 

In  his  zeal  to  discover  the  Snark. 

But  while  he  was  seeking  with  thimbles  and  care, 

A   Bandersnatch  swiftly  drew  nigh 
And  grabbed  at  the  Banker,  who  shrieked  in  despair; 

For  he  knew  it  was  useless  to  fly. 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK  4; 

He  offered  large  discount — he  offered  a  cheque 
(Drawn  "to  bearer")  for  seven-pounds-ten: 

But  the  Bandersnatch  merely  extended  its  neck 
And  grabbed  at  the  Banker  again. 

Without  rest  or  pause — while  those  frumious  jaws 

Went  savagely  snapping  around — 
He  skipped  and  he  hopped,  and  he  floundered  and  flopped, 

Till  fainting  he  fell  to  the  ground. 

The  Bandersnatch  fled  as  the  others  appeared 

Led  on  by  that  fear-stricken  yell : 
And  the  Bellman  remarked  "  It  is  just  as  I  feared  ! " 

And  solemnly  tolled  on  his  bell. 

He  was  black  in  the  face,  and  they  scarcely  could  trace 
The  least  likeness  to  what  he  had  been :  . 

While  so  great  was  his  fright  that  his  waistcoat  turned 
white — 
A  wonderful  thing  to  be  seen  ! 

To  the  horror  of  all  who  vrere  present  that  day, 
He  uprose  in  full  evening  dress, 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK.  49 

And   with  senseless  grimaces  endeavoured  to  sa7 
What  his  tongue  could  no  longer  express. 

» 

Down  he  sank  in  a  chair — ran  his  hands  through    his 
hair — 

And  chanted  in  mimsiest   tones 
Words  whose  utter  inanity  proved  his  insanity, 

While  he  rattled  a  couple  of  bones. 

"  Leave  him  here  to  his  fate — it  is  getting  so  late  i ' 

The  Bellman  exclaimed  in  a  fright. 
"We  have  lost  half  the  day.     Any  further  delay. 

And  we   sha'n't  catch  a  Snark  before  night !  ^' 


jfit   tbe  j£\Qbtly 

THE   VANISHING 

They  sought  it  with  thimbles,   they  sought  it  with  care ; 

They  pursued  it  with  forks  and  hope  ; 
They  threatened  its  hfe  with  a  railway-share  } 

They  charmed  it  with  smiles  and  soap. 

They  shuddered  to  think  that  the  chase  might  fail, 

And  the  Beaver,   excited  at  last, 
Went  bounding  along  on  the  tip  of  its  tail. 

For  the  daylight  was  nearly  past. 

"  There  is  Thingumbob  shouting !  "  the  Bellman  said. 

"  He  is  shouting  like  mad,  only  hark ! 
He  is  waving  his  hands,  he  is  wagging  his  head, 

He  has  certainly  found  a  Snark  !  " 

A   A 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK,  5  I 

They  gazed  in  delight,  while  the   Butcher  exclaimed 

"He  was  always   a  desperate  wag'" 
They  beheld  him — their  Baker — their  hero  unnamed  — 

On  the  top  of  a  neighbouring  crag, 

% 

Erect  and  sublime,  for   one  moment  of  time. 

In  the   next,    that  wild   figure   they  saw 
(As  if  st^ung  by  a  spasm)  plunge  into  a  chasm, 
While  they  waited  and  listened  in  awe, 

*'  It's  a  Snark  ! "  was  the  sound  that  first  came  tc 
their   ears, 

And  seemed  almost  too  good   to  be  true. 
Then  followed  a  torrent  of  laughter  and  cheers  : 

Then  the  ominous  words  *'  It's  a  Boo—" 

Then,  silence.     Some  fancied  they  heard  in  the  air 

A  weary  and  wandering  sigh 
That  sounded  like  " — jum  !  "  but  the  others  declare 

It  was  only  a  breeze  that  went  by. 

They  hunted  till  darkness  came  on,  but  they  found 
Not  a  button,  or  feather,  or  mark. 


TUEN.    SILENCE 


THE  HUNTING  OF  THE  SNARK.  5^ 

By    which    they    could    tell    that    they    stood    on 
the  ground 
Where  the  Baker  had  met   with  the  Snark.  / 

l\\  the  midst  of  the  word  he  was  trying  to  say^ 

In  the  midst  of  his  laughter  and  glee, 
He  had  softly  and  suddenly  vanished  away — - 

For  the  Snark  was  a  Boojum,  you  see.